KM: Chapter 49

Ji An didn't know where You Chen had found an old high school shirt. After pulling it out, You Chen sat on the edge of the bed, holding the shirt, staring intently at him. Ji An had just come out of the shower and noticed You Chen's gaze. He asked in confusion, "What's wrong?" "Nothing." You Chen lowered his eyes, a vague smile playing on his lips. Ji An sensed something was off but didn't ask further. Tonight, he could rest early since he'd already been pinned down on the sofa and teased in the afternoon. He lay on the bed, half-asleep, watching You Chen carefully fold the shirt and put it away in the wardrobe before heading to the bathroom for a shower.

By the time You Chen came out, Ji An was already asleep, his back turned, neck covered in kiss marks. His breathing was light, and he was in a deep sleep from exhaustion. Even when You Chen lay down, Ji An didn't wake up, despite being a light sleeper usually. You Chen never held back when teasing him, so Ji An was exhausted, which ironically improved his sleep quality. Although he didn't wake, when You Chen reached over to embrace him, Ji An turned over and nestled into his arms, burying his face in You Chen's chest and falling into an even deeper sleep. Such a well-behaved, clingy little puppy. You Chen patted Ji An's back, his heart softening, yet a mischievous thought arose. "Sweet dreams, my puppy."

"Little puppy, I'll give you a gift tonight." Ji An had just finished a photoshoot when You Chen leaned in close, whispering sweet nothings in his ear. Linking "gift" with "tonight," Ji An guessed the gift was something unusual but couldn't refuse, so he nodded and softly agreed. Come evening, You Chen indeed placed a pink box in the middle of the bed, then pushed Ji An into the bathroom to shower, handing him only one piece of clothing—the white shirt from the night before. Ji An resignedly showered and put it on. Although it was You Chen's high school shirt, now too small for him, it fit Ji An perfectly, albeit snugly. He occasionally wore You Chen's clothes, usually long enough to cover half his thighs, but this shirt barely covered the tops of his legs. Overly suggestive.

Ji An opened the door and walked out cautiously. You Chen had only given him the shirt, not even underwear, so if he took large steps, he risked exposure. You Chen sat on the bed, legs apart, his intentions clear. Ji An walked over with his head down, standing between You Chen's legs, his own pressed tightly together—a minor resistance that crumbled upon hearing a command. When You Chen told him to spread his legs, he did, opening his knees. It was enough for You Chen's hand to slip between his legs. With nothing in the way, You Chen's touch made him clamp his legs together again. The shirt hid these actions, with only You Chen's arm and Ji An's shaking legs visible beneath the hem, the bulge between his legs conspicuous.

Ji An began to breathe heavily. You Chen seemed particularly fond of the soft flesh on the inside of Ji An's thighs, leaving marks there—fingerprints or kiss marks—and when rough, he would bite. But that area was so sensitive that even a gentle touch was unbearable. "You Chen…" "Hmm?" You Chen looked up with a gentle smile, asking softly what was wrong, but his hand suddenly exerted force, making Ji An cry out, his eyes reddening. You Chen released him, letting him stand properly, then turned to bring the box over, instructing him to open it himself.

Although he'd guessed the purpose, Ji An was still puzzled when he opened the box. It appeared to be a rabbit's tail, but why was the other end a metallic ball? And what was the narrow dark red velvet ribbon beside it, adorned with tiny bells? Ji An looked at You Chen in confusion. You Chen picked up the velvet ribbon and said, "This is a leg chain, similar to an anklet, but worn in a different place." Ji An blinked, his knee pinched by You Chen, who placed his leg on his own thigh, kissed it, then fastened the leg chain around his thigh.

It seemed designed this way intentionally. Although Ji An was already so thin, the narrow velvet ribbon still squeezed out soft flesh, the jade-white skin spilling over slightly, the dark red making it look somewhat cloying. Like mutton-fat jade, white to the point of excess. You Chen flicked the bells with his fingers, and Ji An listened, his face suddenly turning red. You Chen embraced him, pressing him onto the bed for a kiss. The shirt's buttons were mostly undone, and his chest was pinched. He whimpered, and You Chen chuckled, biting his ear and teasingly asking, "Why does it feel like my little puppy here is getting a bit hard?"

Ji An's whole face flushed, his shoulders turning pink, and he softly denied it. "Is it not?" You Chen propped himself up on his elbow, gaze sweeping downward, staring for a while before seriously saying, "The shape here is quite pretty." Ji An was too easily embarrassed, unable to withstand such teasing, his voice breaking into sobs, "Don't… say…" You Chen laughed, lowering his head to bite his lips. "Still pink."

"Ugh…" Ji An choked, turning his face away to avoid him, and he leaned in to bite, opening his mouth to suck, making Ji An cry out even louder, not noticing his fingers had already slipped inside. You Chen's thigh trapped his knee, preventing him from closing his legs, trembling uncontrollably. When the third finger entered, it was soon replaced by another cold object. The furry thing brushed against him, and he widened his eyes, tears streaming down, asking You Chen in a tearful, muffled voice, "What did you put in…"

"A tail." You Chen laughed, twisting the furry tail with force. "A tail for my little puppy." Ji An arched his back, crying out, shaking all over, first protesting and asking him to take it out, then softening after a few malicious thrusts, pleading weakly. "No… not this…" "Then what do you want?" You Chen asked deliberately. Ji An didn't answer. He took the object out, then pushed it back in, repeating the action. This was more torturous than forceful thrusts. Ji An struggled madly but couldn't escape, his fingers trembling uncontrollably, face tear-streaked, begging for mercy and admitting fault.

"Little puppy doesn't want… doesn't want this… little puppy wants you…" The remaining buttons eventually popped off due to the forceful tugging. Ji An's palm was filled with the furry tail, the metallic end wet. He was too ashamed to touch it, shrinking back, only to be threatened with it being put back. He could only clutch the tail, squeezing it tightly as he was pounded, the white fur becoming crumpled and messy.

The bells on his leg rang crisply as You Chen whispered in his ear, "This is my gift to my little puppy. If you crumple the tail, there will be punishment." Ji An wanted to let go, but he couldn't control it. He couldn't throw it away; the tail had to remain in his palm. But whenever he loosened his grip, You Chen would thrust forcefully, making him instinctively clutch it again. You Chen did it on purpose.

His cries echoed through the night, stopping before the bells did. He had already fainted but wasn't spared by You Chen. Carried into the bathroom, Ji An woke briefly, groggily asking You Chen about the purpose of the leg chain. You Chen smiled, pinching his chin playfully, "When I gave you rings, anklets, and collars, you never asked what they were for." "Those… all represent that I belong to you…" Ji An leaned against You Chen, his voice hoarse from crying. "So, does the leg chain mean the same?" You Chen was taken aback, not expecting such a question. After a moment of silence, his chest filled with a sour feeling, he answered softly. "Yes, it means my little puppy belongs to me, and I belong to my little puppy."